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Chapter 126: The Scentless Sky

Author: Jurayz
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-01-29 09:00:27

The silence that followed the ascension of Silas and Lyra was not the peaceful rest of a weary land. It was a vacuum, a hollow space where the air itself seemed to hold its breath. Kaelen stood on the shattered balcony of the North Tower, his small hands gripping the cold, sapphire-stained stone. He looked up at the sun, which now pulsed with a vibrant, gold-and-sapphire rhythm. He could feel them—his mother’s fierce protectiveness in the violet warmth and his father’s steady strength in the

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